Northstar Vale I wrote in blood

For @Arsenio and @Tamar

Her jaw clenched, though she tried to ease herself—dropping the small hare she had caught for Tamar to her feet, tongue sliding across her lips to clean the small amount of blood. She stood, rigid—refusing to pace, and yet still to look upon her she looked as if she might implode from nerves—a girl practically wringing the skin from her hands.

She had wept. She had become hollow. She had slunk from others and licked her wounds. But nothing would help until she spoke to the lead pair, and after giving them a fair leave of her presence, the silver arrow waited for them now—knowing there was a conversation to be had between them all.